general harmony, that
impression had better be corrected at once.

One evening, when the man was being particularly offensive, Roosevelt
strode up to him.

"You're talking like an ass!" he said sharply. "Put up or shut up!
Fight now, or be friends!"

The Texan stared, his shoulder dropped a little, and he shifted his
feet. "I didn't mean no harm," he said. "Make it friends."

They made it friends.

XVII

At a round-up on the Gily,
One sweet mornin' long ago,
Ten of us was throwed right freely
By a hawse from Idaho.
And we thought he'd go a-beggin'
For a man to break his pride,
Till, a-hitchin' up one leggin',
Boastful Bill cut loose and cried--

"_I'm an on'ry proposition for to hurt;
I fulfill my earthly mission with a quirt;
I kin ride the highest liver
'Tween the Gulf and Powder River,
And I'll break this thing as easy as I'd flirt._"

So Bill climbed the Northern Fury,
And they mangled up the air,
Till a native of Missouri
Would have owned his brag was fair.
Though the plunges kep' him reelin'
And the wind it flapped his shirt,
Loud above the hawse's squealin'
We could hear our friend assert--

"_I'm the one to take such rakin's as a joke.
Some one hand me up the makin's of a smoke!
If you think my fame needs bright'nin',
Why, I'll rope a streak of lightnin',
And I'll cinch 'im up and spur 'im till he's broke._"

Then one caper of repulsion
Broke that hawse's back in two.
Cinches snapped in the convulsion;
Skyward man and saddle flew.
Up he mounted, never laggin',
While we watched him through our tears,
And his last thin bit of braggin'
Came a-droppin' to our ears--

"_If you'd ever watched my habits very close,
You would know I've broke such rabbits by the gross.
I have kep' my talent hidin';
I'm too good for earthly ridin',
And I'm off to bust the lightnin'--Adios!_"

Badger CLARK

If Roosevelt anticipated that he would have trouble with his untamed
broncos, he was not disappointed. "The effort," as he subsequently
remarked, "both to ride them, and to look as if I enjoyed doing so, on
some cool morning when my grinning cowboy friends had gathered round
'to see whether the high-headed bay could buck the boss off,'
doubtless was of benefit to me, but lacked much of being enjoyable."

One morning, when the round-up "outfits" were camped